I met Beth when we were both doing our return to nursing practice course in Yorkshire. Beth told both myself and another nursing learner of her harrowing live experiences. I interviewed Beth during a Zoom call.

Beth’s journey through motherhood was unlike any other story. Three births, an abusive and coercive husband named John and the haunting shadow of postpartum psychosis marked her path. It is a tale of resilience, pain and, ultimately, the triumph of reclaiming her life.

My first baby was delivered by C section in 1998. Within the first 8 weeks of giving birth, my baby fell ill and was hospitalised. I was so worried that he would become ill for the second time. My world was consumed by a relentless cycle of sterilising feeding bottles. It began innocently enough, an attempt to ensure every surface was pristine, free of any lurking germs. Yet, little did I know, this routine would evolve into a relentless, repetitive act that dominated my days.

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